Pei Ling immediately used the [Resentful Nightmare Magical Power], but soon discovered that without the Curse Ghost Dao Foundation, the inheritance of the "curse" could not be used.

He frowned, immediately turned around and went back to his room, closing the door behind him.

Compared to the windy courtyard, the warmth in the room with closed doors and windows quickly soothed Pei Ling's sick body, and he felt that his condition gradually stabilized.

After walking around the screen and sitting down at the table, Pei Ling thought carefully and suddenly took off his mask.

The moment the mask left his face, his aura instantly dropped and he returned to being a mortal again.

At the same time, a completely unfamiliar memory appeared in his mind.

He held a foot-high coral tree in his hand. After looking at it carefully, he nodded slightly, raised his head, looked at the middle-aged man dressed as a shopkeeper not far away, and opened his mouth to speak...

After being in a trance, Pei Ling suddenly came back to his senses, only to see the dim palace lanterns, the shadows all around, and the precious treasures arranged on the grid. Even in the dimness, it was difficult to conceal the aura of jewels and brilliance.

Pei Ling looked confused. The scene just now was the memory of "Master Zheng", but it also seemed a bit like his own memory...

That subtle feeling, as if experienced personally, is very familiar!

Realizing this, Pei Ling suddenly looked solemn, and then quickly put the mask back on.

When a cold feeling enveloped him, his breath immediately returned to the Qi training stage, and his mind returned to calmness.

Under the mask, Pei Ling was thoughtful. He originally thought that this place was an illusion, or that he was using someone else's body to experience everything in front of him.

But the system prompt just now...

His destiny was suppressed! It was not that his cultivation was sealed, nor that his body was replaced!

Yes, he is using his own body now!

However, now that he is suppressed by the destiny of a mortal, he can only act like a mortal and follow the rules of the Xiao family!

Fate...

The inherited skill of "Curse" [Eclipse Secret] can forcibly take away the life of others and completely replace the target's identity.

But the current situation is exactly the opposite of [Secret Records of the Eclipse].

He was forcibly given the destiny of "Master Zheng". Now it seems that he has replaced "Master Zheng", but in fact, it is "Master Zheng" who has replaced him!

However, he still retained his original consciousness for the time being.

"If my guess is correct, the next step should be for me to awaken the memory of 'Master Zheng' little by little, start to think that I am Master Zheng little by little, and finally transform into the real 'Master Zheng'!"

"Last time I had the opportunity to go to Tianwai Island, the moment I entered Sang Village and I was still confused, I started fighting for the way. But this time..."

"From the moment I woke up, the fight for the road was actually over!"

"The creation of 'curse' is really the underworld!"

"In this situation, you either succeed in getting good fortune or you die!"

"If you want to break the situation now, you must find a way to counter the fate of 'Master Zheng'!"

Thinking of this, Pei Ling nodded slightly. Only one day has passed. There is still enough time before the first sacrifice comes. And judging from the situation just now, the mask can help him relieve the fate of Master Zheng to a certain extent.

suppress!

So what he has to do now is to get more masks!

"Those maids wearing masks, and even the mistress of the Xiao family, are probably sacrifices that have been sacrificed!"

"If I want to get the mask now, I have to deal with those sacrifices."

"The Pink Bride and 'Yu' are both ghosts from Yousu Tomb, and you may be aware of them in the future."

"I have to act as quickly as possible to get the most masks!"

As his mind whirled, Pei Ling opened the cabinet, took out a set of thick clothes and put them on, then without hesitation, quickly opened the door and left.

※※※

The night is like ink, and the darkness is heavy.

The outlines of the lofty crowns of ancient trees are only vaguely discernible. When whirling, they look like monsters or ghosts, and they are cold and scary.

An ancient well stands under the tree.

The black hair is swirling and flying like a rising tide, overwhelmingly twisting towards the pink bride.

The pink bride's figure was like lightning and she quickly dodged away.

Then, she suddenly let go of the dagger in her hand.

With a flash of cold light, the dagger flew out on its own, like a spiritual snake, turned in a strange arc in mid-air, and suddenly shot towards the maid's vest.

puff!

The dagger penetrated the maid's back and penetrated her chest.

Flowers of blood spattered, like a red epiphyllum, blooming and then fading in the maid's heart.

"Ah!!" The maid let out a sharp scream, then looked at the pink bride with resentful eyes, and said sternly, "Miss, why are you doing this to me!?"

As she spoke, the blood hole in her chest shrank rapidly. Soon, the dagger was squeezed out and fell to the ground. Her injuries were fully recovered, and no trace could be seen.

The maid continued to rush towards the pink bride. The hands stretched out from the indigo sleeves, the originally tender nails swelled crazily. In the blink of an eye, they were like ghost claws, fiercely grabbing the pink bride's neck.

At the same time, the whole court was filled with long hair whistling in all directions, instantly blocking all the pink bride's escape routes.

The pink bride stood coldly, and with a movement of her five fingers, the dagger on the ground flew up again, turned deftly in the air, and suddenly slashed towards the maid's throat.

brush!

Blood spattered, the wound was full of bones, and the trachea could be clearly seen. However, the maid's movements continued to rush towards the pink bride without any hindrance.

Seeing that the attack was ineffective, the pink bride moved her fingertips again. Under her control, the dagger flew up and down in strange and erratic directions. The hair that came from all around was suddenly broken inch by inch and scattered into the cold wind.

The pink bride took advantage of the situation and ran to the side, avoiding the maid's attack.

With a flash of snowy light, the dagger was taken back to the pink bride's hand. She quietly looked at the mask on the maid's face. The girl seemed to be immortal at the moment and had no vital points as ordinary people would say. That mask was probably her weak point!

Thinking of this, the dagger in the pink bride's hand suddenly flew out, pointing directly at the mask on the maid's face!

The hair all around immediately surged, and countless green hairs were flying, intertwined, and intertwined, blocking the maid's face.

Seeing this scene, the pink bride suddenly showed a knowing smile.

Very good! She guessed right. All the attacks she had just made were avoided by this maid as if nothing had happened. But this time when she aimed at the mask, the other party immediately started to defend herself.

Then, like a plucked instrument, the pink bride's fingertips pressed several times deftly and quickly.

The dagger suddenly moved like a dexterous moth, easily avoiding the obstacles of hair, and then suddenly flashed out from a blind corner and slashed towards the mask on the maid's face!

brush!

The cold light flashed away, and the speed of the dagger reached its extreme at this moment, and it was about to hit the mask, but the next moment...

clang!!
Chapter completed!